Everything was fine while riding the subway, and everything was safe on the platform. Before leaving the subway station, Fu Bao glanced at the electronic clock above. It was still fifteen minutes before class time. He came very early today.
However, when he arrived at the cram school, he was scolded by the boss for being slow. He felt very innocent. However, what shocked him even more was the appearance of the building.
He originally thought that everything would be fine on the first seven days of poetry and painting, but when he saw the situation inside the cram school building, Fu Bao knew that he was too naive.
"Did a typhoon and earthquake just happen here?" He confirmed in surprise.
What appeared in front of Fu Bao's eyes was a scene that looked like a disaster. The walls were all covered with scratches, the wallpaper was torn to pieces, and there were unknown bloodstains everywhere on the floor. The further inside, the more horrifying the scene became.
Of course, in Fu Bao's eyes it was horrifying because he thought it was Shihua who did it, but in the eyes of other teachers and bosses it was anger.
"Who did this?! Call the police immediately!" the boss yelled angrily.
The police came soon.
Fu Bao saw the familiar Sun Zhong again. Sun Zhong probably felt very distressed as well. He was about to become a policeman stationed at the cram school.
"What's the matter...Who did this?!" Sun Zhong was shocked when he saw the miserable situation in the cram school.
After identification, it was confirmed that the blood stains in the building came from various animals. The watchdog kept on the first floor and the pet rat that a teacher forgot to take home were all dead. In other words, all the creatures in the whole building were killed. Killing is a realistic interpretation of the phrase "leaving no chickens or dogs behind".
And to turn the entire building into a disaster scene, it would probably require a whole team of police to carry out inhumane and boring destruction, right?
Thinking of this, Sun Zhong frowned in distress.
"How could this happen... Why do we always encounter cases like this?" He thought of the demoted commander, and there was an ominous omen in his heart.
Although Fu Bao knew that he should not talk to Sun Zhong in this situation, because he would be asking for trouble, but in order to take precautions, he still walked to the baby-faced policeman and said seriously: "I think There may be something very dangerous here, so can we close the building for a day?”
"What do you know?" Sun Zhong's expression changed immediately.
"This... you wouldn't believe it even if I told you." Fu Bao sighed.
Is it possible for him to say that this tragic situation was caused by a vicious ghost, and that there were no casualties because of the holiday? If everyone was here, it would not be as simple as just one or two people dying?
"Hey, it's a crime to conceal the truth!" Sun Zhong said threateningly.
Fu Bao thought about it. It seems that today's poems and paintings are very fierce. If the building is not closed, innocent people may be injured or killed. In this case, the police must be used. Although this kind of thing may not be believed, but Always give it a try.
So he whispered to Sun Zhong: "I know there are dirty things in this building, and they are particularly vicious ones."
oh?
Sun Zhong stared at him, dubious.
The policeman did not deny him immediately. Fu Bao noticed Sun Zhong's attitude and immediately became energetic, "The teacher who was eaten last week and the student who jumped from the building were both killed by ghosts. Today is her first seven days." , will be particularly violent, and if the building is not sealed, many people may be injured or even die."
"...you think I will believe it?" Sun Zhong sneered.
"If you don't believe me, please explain what's going on." He pointed at the badly damaged building, "The results of the preliminary inspection shouldn't be 'man-made', right?"
It seems reasonable... Sun Zhong was a little shaken, but he still said: "If you want me to believe it, you have to tell me all the truth you know."
All of them! This policeman is really obsessed with the truth. He feels a bit like a general doctor...
Pooh!
Good luck, the general practitioner died because of his excessive curiosity, and he didn't want Sun Zhong to end up like this.
"Well, it's actually like this..." In order to gain Sun Zhong's trust, he put everything on the table. Of course, it was only limited to poetry and painting - from the time when the poetry and painting were taken away by the subway, to when she returned to the The appearance and the fear it brought were all detailed. As for the introduction of himself, he only said that he was an ordinary person who could see ghosts.
For urbanites who have been baptized by supernatural novels, horror movies and comics all year round, having yin and yang eyes does not require too much struggle to accept it.
Sure enough, Sun Zhong didn't have much doubt about Fu Bao's ability to see ghosts. He just muttered, "No wonder the first two presidents encountered so many strange things and unsolved cases. It turned out to be dirty things."
Fu Bao felt that his ability to accept was super strong, and he believed such a strange thing immediately.
"I also often read comics and stuff, okay? I know a bit about "The Soul of Chess", "Ghost Calls" and the like." Sun Zhong felt as if he had been underestimated.
"Then...do you believe me?" Fu Bao asked seriously.
"I don't believe it." Sun Zhong shook his head more seriously. Fu Bao almost fell down when he heard this. He didn't believe it, why did he put on such an expression of "I'm great"!
"Although I don't believe it, for safety reasons, I will temporarily block this building." Sun Zhong said again.
That's good...Fu Bao exhaled, finally his efforts were not in vain.
In fact, because the building was severely damaged, it was impossible to hold classes anymore. The only ones left behind were cleaners and decorators hired by the cram school owner. However, under the strong request of the police, these people were quickly cleared. Fu Bao originally wanted to leave, but was stopped by Sun Zhong and asked him to assist in the investigation.
Fu Bao didn't know what he wanted to help. In addition, he was also curious about why Sun Zhong didn't believe him at all.
"Because there's a big hole in your story." Hole? What he talks about is personal experience, so what are the loopholes?
"Based on the forensic autopsy report, Shihua's death time was determined to be more than forty-eight hours." Sun Zhong revealed the clue.
What does that mean?
Fu Bao thought for a few seconds and immediately felt his brain explode. The coldness spreading from his back almost froze him.
Poetry and painting died for more than... forty-eight hours?
But during the time when she couldn't possibly be alive, he took the subway with her that didn't exist.
Doesn't that mean that when he first saw Shi Hua, she was already dead? !
"Impossible!" Fu Bao shook his head hurriedly, "I stopped two hooligans from molesting poetry and paintings at that time. The surveillance cameras there should have captured it."
"I also pulled up the video and watched it. It only recorded a guy with yellow hair, a kid with a nose ring, and you." Sun Zhong said word by word, "There was no one else at all."
Fu Bao's eyes widened, his whole body was shaking, and fear almost swallowed him up. This was not because of the threat of being killed, but because of an extreme sense of unknown and the unsolvable truth.
It was at this moment that things that he had not figured out before suddenly became clear to him at this moment.
Regarding the incident where Shihua had an accident on the subway that shouldn't exist but returned safely the next day, Shihua explained that he was squeezed back onto the subway by the crowd, but he recalled the situation at that time. Shihua clearly said that she She didn't see anyone on the platform, and her inconsistent statements proved that there was indeed something wrong with her.
So when they first met, Shi Hua was already a ghost?
She tricked him into getting on the subway that shouldn't exist, but she didn't want him to get off. I'm afraid... it wasn't as simple as wanting to go home with him.
After a full minute, Fu Baocai swallowed dryly and asked in a hoarse voice: "She was already dead when I met Shi Hua? What was the cause of her death?"
"I don't know if you met a dead person or made up a ridiculous story, but according to our investigation, Wu Shihua committed suicide by jumping off the train because she was terminally ill. She was hit by the subway and died," Sun Zhong said.
Wu Shihua sneaked out of the hospital, and she had a suicide record before. This was investigated by the police from her parents and the attending doctor, and it should be correct. But the strange thing is that her body appeared at the end of the terminal. , logically speaking, unless the subway knocked her all the way there, the body should not appear there.
But this is impossible. How could no one notice if someone hits someone on the subway?
Therefore, Sun Zhong is most confused about the death of poetry and painting.
